T is still damned steaming mad about his tax returns.
Says he will release them all when San Francisco burns.
Colonel Vindman calls it quits and cites intimidation.
You don’t lie, he blinds your eye. It’s part of the equation.
Jeff Sessions don’t learn lessons. Now he’s lost his primary.
Lost to an Auburn football coach, politically a cherry.
The Oakie Gov., a git named Stitt, went to T’s Tulsa fest,
and just announced he’s positive. He just got back the test.
Ivanka’s pimping Goya as if it were faberge.
Those black beans were the closest thing to funk she’d seen that day.
Lemongrass in cow diets can cut methane emissions.
Who would even think that there were bovine statisticians?
Boston won’t run swan boats on the common pond this year.
Could be swan songs for both boats and Fenway hopes, some fear.
Lastly, pray for RBG, resting with an infection.
Don’t let a doctor with small hands administer injection.